A huge room, half empty, with a large dance floor in the center occupied, temporarily anyway, by a comedian with a microphone. He was telling dirty jo...es in less than perfect English.Renee looked around. Her heart plummeted. It was hopeless. There wasn't a man in the place she'd trust to hold her purse, much less protect her. She turned to go, then realized Fran had started off on her own.Fran slid onto a stool at the bar next to a burly sailor wearing a string of hash marks down his. I paid attention.” “Well good because I haven’t ever had a fuck that good.” “You are my beautiful Indian goddess. I will fuck you anytime.” “Glad to hear it, but for now its late. We better get dress and break up the party.” She says as she slides my spent cock out of her well fucked pussy. We both clean up and get dress. We leave my room and go downstairs. Most of the people are gone except for a couple remaining. Makta lets them know it is time to go while I go find. Jamie took one look at it and said, as if speaking to my penis, "Well big boy, you look anxious, but I think you are getting a little ahead of yourself." With that she began to examine the strap-on, adjust it, fondle it, even occasionally fondling my erection. She said I had done a good job getting one my size, and even maybe a tad smaller, but she agreed to continue with the deal much to my relief. I assumed "the position" and as she fully lubed the dildo and my ass, I felt ready. As she. I want to watch you fuck her, and teach that girl everything you know. I want to watch you make her a woman." Jesus fucking christ," I whisper, throwing my head back again, thrusting my hips off the bed, trying to fuck the hand wrapped around me. You resist, tightening your grip, sliding your fingers down to the base again, pumping up and down in small, deliberate strokes. The head of my cock feels like it's going to pop, a drop of precum falls from the tip, landing just below my stomach. You.